tarbuck. who's this? -a friend of mine. mmhmm. since when you do associate with the sheriff? since i've been a sheriff's deputy. -reno, lawrence, charlie parks. -reno lawrence? yes, sir, charlie. i guess i know reno better than any man alive. we used to ride in the same gang together. then i left texas, and reno headed off on his own. everybody else in the gang is dead-- -alright, cut it, tarbuck. i didn't come this far to talk. i, uh, understand you have a job for me. the same old reno. alright, it's a fellow i want out of the way, a man named jim sage. -you know, funny thing. i must be getting deaf, i, uh, didn't hear you say anything about money. five hundred now, five hundred when sage is dead. alright, where do i find him? -here's a map. sage's place is a mile or so out of town. it's nearly noon now, he breaks off for dinner at twelve. afterwards, he generally lies down for awhile.